Shackled and raised for a shining crowdThey want you to speak but the music is louder thanAll of their roar with the heat of the planet's core-but

CHORUSThe shadows are on your sideAs soon as the lights go downIn the darkest place you can findYou belong to the hands of the night

Promises made with a distant friendTruth should be known it can only bendTo a tune of it's ownHey you'll never hear that voice againScandal in white on a tangled vineWith everybody to say that you're having theTime of your life when your life is on the slide-but

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Spinning a compass to choose your wayYou can run you can dive you can stand and you can soarWhichever way you can be sure-that